A Time to Talk


Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
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And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)
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mulakat dhundta rehta hun

बातों से जिसकी टीस सी होती है उसी से रà

pata hi na chala

एक जमाना जब दोस्तों के साथ,

खूब हंस

Flirting With Your Eyes

I shuffled down the hallway

Trying to stay out of view

Peeking down the walkway

such me tumhen koi fark nahi padta

tumhen such me koi fark nahi padta 

mere hone ya na hone se 

billkul bu

I Am Trying

I know there's something great in me,

Something I struggle to find.

The days and

Go With Grace
Each morning of this month When you rise upon your bed, May it be with renewed grace To face the

You're My Everything

You're the beauty in the sunrise,

The soft warmth shining in the trees.

Joyful li

Never Want To Say Goodbye

I think of her and our time together,

And the tears come to my eye.

I never wante

Apna kisi or ko bana na sake

Pata na chala wp kab kisi or ka naseeb hone lage

Ek pal me unhone hamein bhula diya

Pay Attention To Me

Buzz, buzz in your ear,

A bumblebee follows you everywhere.

I am that bee, can't

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